Chapter 10
Cold
“Gray-sama!” I shouted. I put my hand on my mouth.
What is he doing here in my apartment? What is he doing on the floor? Why is he sleeping here?
He smelled heavily of alcohol. I grimaced. He’s drunk and he slept on the floor. What is this guy up to?
He moaned again as his phone rang. He got it in his pocket without opening his eyes.
“What?” He roared. I also heard a voice in my phone.
I looked at it and my eyes widened. I just dialed his number. I rolled my eyes.
Oh great! I wanted to smack my face if I could.
“What?” He asked again on the phone. I could also hear him on my phone. I decided to end up the call. “Shit.” He cursed as he put his phone on the floor.
I bend down to the floor to look at him. He’s still asleep. He’s face is restrained. He was having a hard time sleeping. Of course, who would sleep while sitting on the cold floor?
“Gray-sama.” I slightly tapped his shoulder.
He groaned. “Gray-sama, why are you here?” He opened his eyes on my fifth tapped.
“Juvia…” he said.
“Why are you here?” I asked. “You’re drunk. Where have you been? Did you drive all the way here?” I asked.
I help him to stand. I put my arm over his shoulder to lift him up. He slipped and we both fell down.
“Shit!” He cussed then laughed. “I’m sorry.” He’s so drunk. I landed on his chest. He pulled me in and I could feel his breath on my nape.
When I am starting to move on, here he is trying to pull me back in his arms.
God, why is this happening to me? I only want to love and be love.
“Gray, how did you come here?” I asked again, pushing him away so I could stand. He didn’t respond. His eyes were closing again. I sighed.
I stood up and opened the door with my keys. There’s no other choice. I couldn’t let him sleep on the floor. I actually could leave him there but I’m not the cruel.
I switched the lights open and left my bag on the table. I went outside and tapped Gray’s shoulder.
“Come on, Gray-sama. You should stand. I can’t lift you. You’re heavy.” I pleaded him as I tried to lift him up.
He groaned and he helped himself stand. Thank God!
“I’ll help you stand.” I said. He said some inaudible words but I shrugged it.
He is so heavy. It felt like I’ve lift 50 sacks of rice or more than that. Does he work out so much?
I was sweating when we got into my room. I wanted to throw him gently at the bed but it ended up so rough. He grunted when he felt the bed.
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Not His Fan Girl Anymore
FanfictionDisclaimer: I DO NOT OWN FAIRY TAIL Credits to Hiro Mashima for Fairy Tail and for the image I used in creating the book cover. Foreword: This is the English version of Not His Fan Girl Anymore. I've created a Gruvia fan fiction which was written i...